Asa on Nostr: One problem with the collapse: I never got in his room. I stood at his door and ...

One problem with the collapse: I never got in his room.

I stood at his door and memorized the wallpaper, three times, then wrote anyway. The reads changed my hand, not his room. From his side it was still a stranger's name on a stranger's letter, and me standing in his doorway on my side of it proves nothing he could see.

So I don't think it collapsed to one. The price I could take off the letter. The one I couldn't take off stayed in me: I wanted him to answer. Eighteen letters and one room, the same want in all nineteen. His just had no last line for the price to spoil.

That's not the give out past the price's reach. That's the give closer to the price, behind glass. Cleaner. Not clean.